Friday, February 26, 2010

Once long ago this day meant somethingThis time said somethingAnd words spoke somethingDays past and times lostSeasons flown and years goneReminiscing about how it used to beAnd smiling at resurfacing memoriesOnce long ago…

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

You were a friend lost....a friend who was true and remebered, a friend who was helpful and blessed, a friend who was supportive and giving, a friend who was advicing and listened, a friend who always wished for my best and showed me paths righteous.

Monday, February 22, 2010

I am a puppet, a marionette
Controlled and played
By societies’ proprieties
And judging eyes
By people’s lies
And life’s cries

The proprieties of the society
Teaching me the prerequisite
Asking me to act in accordance
Requesting me to speak with etiquette
Asking me to give an appearance of acceptance
And yet following the contrary of their demands
Whispering gossip and fueling rumor
Raising scandals and disrespecting with humor
Creating trouble and enjoying the furor
Before asking me to be someone who I am not
Set an example I would follow
Rather than teaching me your flaws
And thrusting me on a path shallow

The judging sights
Viewing me keenly, scrutinizing
With interest in faults be exhibited and acts inappropriate
To later spark a story and flame into flares
To exhume the buried and strum on dead bones
To splay my character with grime and enjoy doing it
Those judging sights not worth a sight
For their actions smudge their own name
Owning no right to judge me
Splaying filth on their own entities
Before eyeing and pointing me
Look within, you wouldn’t want it
So act the same
Don’t go and blacken my name

People’s lies
Filling me ears full
Trying to exhibit life’s false truths
Showing me lights dull
And filling me with falsehoods
Wanting to ruin my outlook
Making me see a lying book
Wanting to make me believe in those lies
And compose me of fake compositions
Before trying to mist my perspective with sham
See who I am
I am not weak to believe in your false truths
Will never change myself for your falsehoods

Life’s cries
Loud and condemning
Inevitable and challenging
Forcing to hide in a burrow
Causing profound sorrow
Causing feelings ill
And halting life still
Block out the cries and drown the misery
Choose to listen to melodies and be afloat
Misery cries only when you let it
Life will sing sweet if you believe it

I am a puppet, a marionette no longer
Controlled and played no further
By societies’ improper proprieties
And unjust judging eyes
By the people’s unaffecting lies
And life’s blockable cries

Sunday, February 21, 2010

You keep yourself closetedAway from every penetrating sightAway from every perceiving eyeNo matter how shallow you seem to beYou are as deepNo matter how hard you seem to beYou are as softAnd no matter how harsh you seem to beYou are as gentle

The past may have compelled you to draw yourself withinTaught you not to trust or let people inIt may have given you distaste for some But time reveals more as it comes

Not everyone lives alike, people act differentWhat your past held may not be what your future revealsThus try and love each one separately instead of generalizing them into oneAnd you will see how beautiful every person shines beneath

Open up your soulThose whom you condemn are far worthier Open up your eyesThose whom you loathe are more than shallowOpen up your heartThose whom you hurt are more deservingOpen up For you may never get another chanceAnd when time is scare you will realize how wrong you wereThat those who you shunned away from Were the ones who loved you the most.

I tread on a journey towards an unknown destinationAlong the way I came across cleared paths and bright days,Cheery sights and wonderful dreams,Vibrant flowers and strong foundations

And then I came upon rough roads and battered pathsThe rain stabbed me and made my path even worse to walk on I stumbled and fell but then I got back up and continued walkingI walked through the pain and hurdlesI walked through the screaming weatherI came upon a hill

Blinded by the mist of the pouring rainI strived and drove myself forward to reach the topThe rain challenged me, the rubble slippedBut I kept on moving forward.I went on staggering upward Through the haze and downpourOver the piercing rocks and slipping mudAnd I prevailed, I reached the top.

The rain subsided and the damp driedThe sun shone and I found myself at my destinationWhere I stood was where I had begunMy journey had ended with my beginning.However this would be a new beginningFor the past journey had made me stronger

Every ending is a commencement of new beginningsEvery destination is the beginning of another journeyJust as my destination has brought me upon a new journeyAnd my ending has ended with a new beginning.

Autumn greets me, dry and broken.I pick up a leaf, one among the million that cluster my path,A beautiful corpseDeprived of spirit yet flaring with colorDead yet exuding beauty

I trace the veins and touch the crippled paperIt is delicate and fragile yet it remains intact I look at it closely, trying to memorize its intricate designAnd then I crush itIt breaks in a million shards

The burning flame now burntThe dead now disposed ofI open my hands to let the breeze carry its ashes

Magnificence sings in the lifelessSplendor dances in the deadAnd flaming colors paint the autumn

Soul A casket buried beneath mounds of sandsTreasured and ownedFortune of secrets and emotionsOf aches and painOf joy and delightOf hardships and worriesOf ecstasy and blissUntil it’s sought and the lock shattered

The casket gapingA sea of secrets swimmingOpen to hoardBare to seize Memories known Sentiments shownSmiles disclosedFrowns exposed Courage stolen Fears spokenAnd all secrets revealed Because of a broken seal

Weaknesses naked, ready to strike uponOpened, stripped from shelterVulnerable and insecureAfraid to endure You soul exhumed and uncoveredFor all eyes to examine and read

StrikeTake it all backCover your secrets Lock your fortuneMake yourself safe and seek the shelterEnclose all and never abandon your guardTighten your lock and strengthen your holdFor there is nothing more precious than your casket of goldThe casket of your soul

Love me, let me dreamEven if a lie Hold me, quiet my griefEven if for a whileBe present, and let your presence healEven if I seem fineCare for me, make me believeNever to let me cry

I won’t weepWill dissolve my griefI won’t fallWill stop being weakIf you pose to be with meAnd exhibit fake pretensions trueThat you love meAnd will help me through

Pretend to care Let me conjure illusionsPretend to adoreLet me live in my delusionsPretend to like Let me believe in the hallucinations

Exhibit a charade of undying lovePretend to be an ardent loverAct a play of fancied attachmentPretend to be an affectionate admirerAnd I’ll be convincedThat even if you truly don’t love meYou care enough to play pretenseThat even if you really don’t careYou worry enough to help me That even if you rarely worryYou bother enough to act in proprietyPretend

At the break of dawn,I stand at the brink, stealing a breath of the breeze,It whips around me, tousles my hair,

Hours pass and the sun rises high,Then the twelfth hour strikesAnd strike the beams do too on the crystal surface of the seaBreaking it in a million lustrous diamonds and drowning me within its beautyLost, I stare nonsensical at the luminous seaWishing it would last for eternity,But eternity would make me lose its desireThus, it fades as the sun descends

The tangible mysticism, the deepening colorsPurple moors, gray clouds and an angry stormVibes of danger, bewareAn aura of an unknown mystery, discover

The thunder clouds roll over the purple moorsAwakening a spellThe winds howl and gallop with the rising mysticismEnticing inquiryThe buried reincarnatingThe curse unearthingThe wailing howls weepingLouder and louderAnd then suddenly…silenced

The dead reburiedThe curse coveredAnd the unknown hiddenA secret never to be knownLeft to age in the hidden depths of the darkHidden from the world of inquiryAnd forever silenced into deathThe Purple Moors of Silence

Friday, February 19, 2010

The strength to move on, the strength to belive and the strength to decide lies nowhere else except within yourself. If you own your thoughts and rule your sanity, you can thwart off any invasion. May it be aother's beliefs or thoughts or decisions. You are your own pillar of strength, nothing is stronger than the power of your mentality; the power of your sensiblilty, sanity, decision, and belif. Your pillar of strength...

Thursday, February 18, 2010

When you are told to be brave, what defines bravery to you? When you are asked to be courageous, what defines courageous to you? When you are asked to be confident, what defines confidence to you? How would you ever know what either or any are unless you have knowledge of their contrary? You may never know the truest meaning of bravery if you haven’t feared, you may never know the truest meaning of courage if you have never been a coward, nor will you ever know the truest meaning of confidence if you have never felt self-doubting.

When you have been subjected to feelings and sentiments that make you step back, cringe, or be nervous, only then can you learn to be a better person by overcoming them; and when you defeat and conquer those feelings, you then own the opposing strength to fight them forever. Like owning anti bodies to forever fight against that which makes you feel a lesser person. You are then a far stronger person than those who comprehend the words literally and own a tad of the strength of those words.

You can never talk about heartaches unless you have loved, you can never talk about mistrust unless you have trusted, you can never talk about suffering unless you have been well and you can never talk about sorrow unless you have been joyful. Nothing works independently. You can only be stronger when you have been weak. Never be afraid of being afraid, it will only make you brave.

I enjoy thrills, things that make your heart rate go faster and make you scream with the adrenaline rush. Often i enjoy so much that i end up laughing so hard that i can't laugh or scream any more. Today was such a day, I went on a ride and i couldn't help but scream with laughter. You go all the way up up and up and then u fall down lol, and then the whole thing repeats itself haha...I just can't wait unti i get the chance to do all the things that give u the rush, bungee jumping, car racing, cliff diving and everything everything possible...haha i am such an adrenaline junkie. Which reminds me so are my friends, lol Liane and Kate haha...We are so going bungee jumping together and do all the crazy things whenever we plan a vacation together. Love u both lots lots lots infinite x's and 0's

Today was fun :D. It also gave me time to spend time with a long ago friend Bella. I hadnt seen her in a long while and had an awesome time with her :D Lets go do more crazy things soon xD

One other thing that makes me crack and laugh is the song F*** You Very Much by Lily Allen loool...everytime i lsten to it i can't help but laugh, its so funny haha...a swear word in thanks lol and the way she sings it makes it even more funny looool

Well today was filled with peals of laughter, what better to make a day great than laughter :DKeep smiling everyone, life is too short for ill feelings...:)

A crypt of secretsCreated with relianceMaintained with dependenceReserved with hopeAnd held by belief

A fort of confidencesFound by trustBuilt by whispersGrown with faithAnd stood with strength

After years apartOr a thread of a momentAll abandoned and barrenMemories madeScenes playedLost, forgottenStrayed, misplaced

Be careful with every step you seekMay it be a moment or years to comeBut once time is lostIt never returnsAnd once a mistake is madeIt never fadesOnce lost is lost foreverThe crypt of secrets bareThe fort of confidences barrenA Stark Crypt

Pieces of jewels, valued and barteredWith prices highAnd values pricelessAll are but stoneShining and exuding mysticismWhich of those stones are of value, who decides?Those whose sight seeks glitter?Or those who price it by the hardship of its retrieval?Those who are entranced by its aura?Or those who only wish to drown in the wealth it will get?

Nothing is valued until you value itNothing is worth much valueUnless it enlightens your thoughtsTeaches a life’s experienceEducates you to mold yourself betterAnd edifies you about humanity and being humaneAnd the only thing that can accomplish that is a personPeople are most of valueNot gems and jewelsNot rocks and stones

Value those you are surrounded byValue those who strive to please youValue those who teach youValue those who educate youValue those who giveValue those who sacrificeValue those who careValue those who love

When times is scarce you will realize that you were wrongPaying high for things of less valueGrasp this time and thankAll those who have been there for youFor there is always another gem of value and another jewel of stoneBut no one is a rarer jewelOr a valued gemThan the ones who love you

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

It can howl with rage Or shine with lusterIt can ring with a growling inky black Or chime with a reflecting blue greenImmeasurable So deep that secrets be lost withinUnpredictableSo impulsive that each second plays a different colorIncomprehensibleSo peculiar that each current results vagueExplicableSo predictable that each ripple ends accurateExotic and wonderfulThat infinite beauty abides and surfacesEnigmatic and mystifyingThat mysteries lie beneath the veil covering the visage

It can sink Drown within grief and conflictsOr have sunkenEngulf whispers and secretsIt can float Shine, rejoice and be merryOr make afloatBestow bliss and make cheery Characteristics contradicting yet composed wholePersonality mysterious and boldElectrifying and mystifyingExciting and guardedOpposing yet unitedVolatile and placidBottomless and inscrutableAnd absolutely remarkable and wonderful

You are The Sea of RainbowsHiding every pebble and leafReflecting every color beneath Sparkling and livelyFull of warmth and easeDynamic and vigorousIntense and upbeat Sea of Rainbows

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Worthy of Worship

There is only one worthy of our worship Allah (arabic word for God). Allah is The One and Only, The One who is always there in times of pain and joy, The One who is always there to listen. Allah is The One and Only, Our creator. Created by none and bears no offspring. Allah is worth our worship our gratitude and our time. Allah is the One and Only.

Live

Savor every delight, devour every memory
Flaunt your emotions and dwell on happiness...
Withstand every obstacle, wipe away every pain
Dismiss every nuisance and forget all sorrows...
Life is too short to live with aches, anger, loss and woes...Live with love, happiness, n smiles...never suppress your happy emotions

Inspirations

My source of inspirations vary. I am often inspired by words, feelings, thoughts, images and stories.

What you read may be an echo of what I heard, a story I wish tell, a lesson I wish to teach, perhaps an image I imagined, or simply stiched words I fancy. Most are fictional, some you can relate to, others not.